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Chapter 72: The Confrontation
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Oops! I Had the CEO’s Quadruplets Chapter 72: The Confrontation
I brought the folder.Not because Aurora needed to see the lab report to know what was in it. She'd known for four years. But because I needed her to understand that the conversation we were about to have was not a conversation. It was a reckoning. And reckonings required evidence.The Meridian lobby was quieter at seven in the evening than it had been the last time I'd come here. Fewer people. Fewer witnesses. I'd chosen the hour deliberately. Aurora worked late. I knew her schedule because Parish's reports had taught me the rhythms of a woman I'd once known well enough to recognize by footstep and had somehow lost so completely that I'd needed a private investigator to tell me when she ate dinner at her desk.The security guard recognized me. I could see it in the way his posture changed, the slight straightening, the hand that moved toward the desk phone."Damien Blackwood. I'm here to see Ms. Bennett.""Ms. Bennett isn't expecting visitors.""She'll see me. Tell her it's about the
Oops! I Had the CEO’s Quadruplets Chapter 71: The Result
Damien’s POVThe call came at 11:47 a.m. on a Tuesday. I know the exact time because I was staring at the clock on my office wall when the phone rang, the way I'd been staring at it every day for a week, counting the hours between now and a result that would either confirm what I already knew or let me pretend I didn't."Mr. Blackwood. The lab report is in."David Parish's voice was steady. Professional. The voice of a man who had delivered this kind of information before and understood that the silence on the other end was not confusion. It was the sound of someone's life rearranging itself."Tell me.""Probability of paternity: 99.97 percent. The sample obtained in San Diego is a biological match. The child is yours."I didn't say anything. The clock on the wall kept moving. The second hand made its circuit. The city outside the window continued doing whatever cities did on Tuesday mornings when the world wasn't ending, which it was, quietly, in an office on the forty-second floor.
Oops! I Had the CEO’s Quadruplets Chapter 70: The Longing Confession
I was alone in the office at nine o'clock on a Thursday night because the federal bid revisions wouldn't write themselves and because being alone in the office meant I wasn't checking the San Diego security feed every four minutes. Clara had sent photos at dinner. Ella in her pajamas. Evan with a book. Elijah upside down on the couch. Ethan stood at the window, watching the street like a small sentry who'd decided the perimeter was his responsibility.My children were safe. My children were hidden. My children were growing up in a house with security cameras and a rotating guard team because their mother had married the wrong man and couldn't say it out loud.The elevator chimed.I didn't look up immediately. The cleaning crew came through between nine and ten, and I'd learned to keep working through the vacuum noise because stopping meant thinking and thinking meant going somewhere I couldn't afford to go.But the footsteps weren't the cleaning crew's. They were singular, deliberate,
Oops! I Had the CEO’s Quadruplets Chapter 69: Aurora Confronts the Leak
Aurora’s POVNoah set the folder on my desk at 8:47 on a Tuesday morning, and I knew from the way he placed it, carefully, with both hands, the way you set down something that might detonate, that the investigation had found something I wasn't going to like."The photographer is a freelancer named Dean Iverson. Works out of Burbank. Does celebrity stakeouts, paparazzi work, corporate surveillance when the money is right.""Who hired him?""That's where it gets complicated." Noah sat down across from me and folded his hands. "Iverson didn't get a direct commission. He got a tip. A location and a window. Someone told him exactly when you would be at Cedars-Sinai with the children, which entrance you'd use, and approximately how long the appointment would take."My stomach dropped three floors. "Someone who knew our schedule.""Someone who knew your schedule and had access to the kind of detail that suggests professional surveillance, not a lucky guess.""Who tipped him?""Iverson receiv
Oops! I Had the CEO’s Quadruplets Chapter 68: The Sample
Damien’s POVDavid Parish called on a Wednesday. Four days since I'd given the order. Four days of sitting in my office pretending to care about quarterly projections while the only number that mattered was a genetic probability I didn't have yet."The children are at the San Diego residence," Parish said. "My operative has been on site since Monday. The security perimeter is professional. Rotating shifts, exterior cameras, someone monitoring the street at all times. Whoever set this up knew what they were doing.""Nathan Hale's team.""That's my assessment. The configuration is corporate security, not private. Someone with resources and infrastructure built this on short notice."Hale. The man who kept showing up next to Aurora in photographs and press conferences and industry events, standing close enough that you could draw conclusions and far enough away that you couldn't prove them. The man whose security team was now standing between me and a truth I had every right to know."Ca
Oops! I Had the CEO’s Quadruplets Chapter 67: Nathan Chooses a Side
Aurora’s POVNathan showed up at my office at seven in the morning with two coffees and a look on his face that said he'd been awake since the photo dropped and hadn't stopped moving since."Before you say anything," he said, setting one coffee on my desk and keeping the other, "I've already done three things. The security team is rotated at the San Diego house, fresh shift as of six a.m. I've had my legal team draft a media advisory for any outlet that contacts Hale Capital about you or your children. And I brought you breakfast." He pulled a paper bag from inside his jacket. "It's a croissant. It's terrible. But the coffee shop was the only thing open and I didn't want to show up empty-handed."I looked at the croissant. I looked at the coffee. I looked at this man who had driven across the city before sunrise to bring me a bad pastry and a security rotation report, and something inside my chest did the thing it had been doing since the airport kiss, which was expanding past the spa
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